Good Morning Britains!
“Heavily Armed Russian Navy Ships Sailing Between Britain And Ireland
In a proactive move, a group of Russian Navy ships are currently entering the Irish Sea. There are clear indications that they will sail up and around the United Kingdom. Among other things, this might take them close to major submarine base of Faslane. Ultimately the route that they take may still be via the Atlantic or English Channel.
The group is led by the SLAVA class cruiser Marshal Ustinov. The UDALOY class destroyer Vice-Admiral Kulakov and a tanker, Vyazma, are with her (him)*”
[*note pronoun attentiveness – Ed.].
Haven’t they turn on the Illuminations at Blackpool? The Ivans are just taking a sneaky peak.
It’s okay, any hint of trouble from those pesky Russkies and one of our £3 billion state of the art aircraft carriers will be there in a flash…. No wait, it’s broken down.
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-hampshire-62712638
That article refers to a broken propellor shaft – I thought aeroplanes had propellors, and ships had screws? There’s the problem right there.
Your pronoun attentiveness has awakened me to the fact that ships can now identify as male or non-binary. I don’t think the anatomy matters.
I know we’re practically at war with Russia, but they do this sort of thing all the time. I remember a terrific hoohah a couple of years ago when a Russian cruiser went (or as the local paper had it, ‘slipped’) up the Channel towards the Atlantic, unobserved by anybody except a few thousand elderly gents with binoculars.
If I were the cap’n I’d say, ‘Have you seen the traffic in the Channel? Fuck that, I’m going up the Irish Sea. That’ll give ’em the jitters.’ Which is what they like to do – cf the regular interceptions of Russian bombers by our Boys in Blue. If they were really planning to take us out I doubt they’d do it with a couple of slow-moving warships. But I’m no strategist.
Well it is Kali Yuga, dontchaknow? The whole damn scene is totally insane. Mickey Mouse is currently holed up reading Mein Kampf as Jon Stewart awards a medal at Disney World to an actual fascist. Yep. A dude from the Neo-Nazi Azov battalion.
KeeeerrrrrraaAAAAZZZZZEEEEE TIMES, KIDS!
It’ll give Cap’n Truss something spectacular to do on her first day. A task force out of Portsmouth, waved off by concerned mothers, knuckles white upon the slippery reigns, a couple of young women waving their bras above their heads, Brian Hanrahan counting them all out, Big Liz and Little Liz watching through binoculars from a launch, as the propeller breaks on the Ark Royal and the Solent becomes a seaborne B&Q car park on a Bank Holiday Monday.
That should be “knuckles white upon the slippery RAINS”. Probably cos she’s thirsty and trying to catch some rainwater in her hands, but the stupid eejit has got them upside-down. And you call yourself a Pink Floyd fanatic? Do your research!
Ah but! I was making a little allusion to the slippery REIGNS of the two Lizii
And anyway it’s REINS. Do your research!
She’s on a horse! You’re right! Now The Final Cut makes sense. (As does The Pros & Cons of Hitchhiking.)
The Pros And Cons Of Hitchhiking is the only album title I can think of right now with two adjacent h’s (and that apostrophe makes more sense than anything in Gar’s comment).
My computer suggests ‘Bathhouse Betty’ by Bette Midler, ‘Ahh’ by Poison and ‘Withholding Nothing’ by someone whose name I’ve already forgotten.
Your computer is a boon companion and helpmeet in these troubled times in which we’re livin’ in.
We should all spare a thought for poor old Roger Waters. Where can he hide? He’s not exactly in Vacula’s good books for calling him a tyrant, but, and here’s the thing as they say these days, he’s gone and found himself on the assassination list of those lovely folk at Mirotvorets. I assume it’s not because they take umbrage with his endless pontificating, hectoring and turgid solo albums. It’s probably that he’s gone off piste, so to say. Off Script. The Official Narrative which any deviance from whatsoever, no matter if based in provable fact, is not tolerated. Absolutely verbatim. You can get cancelled figuratively of quite permanently. Fingers crossed, eh?
We had a fab discussion about Waters somewhere that was one of the highlights of your absence. We all unanimously agreed to agree that he’s an egomaniacal swivel-eyed loon and Pros and Cons of Hitchhiking is an ace album. (All except Bingo Little, who’d never heard of him.)
A-fucking-hem.
Oh and H.P. Saucecraft, who prefers the Alessi Brothers.
Sing along, Afterbrowners!
There are no Russians in Russia
These Russians?